I didn’t think I left much of an impression. I didn’t believe my presence had made any difference at all. My three daughters and I were on our way back to Florida from Kansas via Ohio, West Virginia and North Carolina.
It was a Sunday afternoon and I needed some quiet time in nature. The best and closest place I could find was a school playground. I gave in to the shade of a tree, sat down and closed my eyes. Only a block away traffic roared and all around me people were busy with Sunday yard work.
It is Winter Solstice and while we know the days will begin getting longer, that the sun is returning…we also know that it is a slow process. It is the first day of winter and so we must make peace with the dark cold days of the season.
I was more than a little bit intimidated. I was feeling fear the closer we got to one another. Yet I wanted to know him, and I wanted to get close. He was gorgeous and proud, sleek and strong. He weighed 250 pounds.
“Take a sloppy step forward,” she told me, “You want to do everything perfectly and you are waiting until you know the next step will be perfect.” I was flabbergasted as Rhonda Britten gave me some of the best advice ever. Words I will never forget flowed through her that day many years ago.
We Took The Long Way Home...Which wasn’t my intention at all. Grace, Amber, two cats and me, Cat, were headed back to Florida. Just thinking about twenty hours of driving made me tired. Anxious to get the drive over with I left Kansas City with my foot heavy on the gas pedal. I wanted to do it in one day.